Chapter Seventy-Two: The Bloody Battle in the Hutongs
Feeling the chill coming from all directions, Lin Haofeng's spirit tensed, and his eyes looked around vigilantly, he was waiting for the person in charge to come out, since someone had arranged such an interception, then there would definitely be a leader.
Sure enough, just as Lin Haofeng looked coldly, a cold voice came from behind him.
"You didn't run away, but it was a big surprise to me." The cold man's tone was cold and ruthless, like ice and snow that would not melt for thousands of years, and his body was filled with a chilling chill.
"Since you know that you can't escape, why do you do that inaction." Lin Haofeng shrugged his shoulders, a relaxed expression on his face.
"Oh? I really don't know if you are pitifully stupid, or if you have the strength to be confident and can calmly walk away from the interception of hundreds of people. The cold man said, unexpectedly responded, people who know his character will be curious, when there was action in the past, he always didn't even bother to say the opening remarks, just do it.
But today, he actually spoke to a hairy boy.
"I think it's definitely the second one." Lin Haofeng smiled.
"Originally, you and I had no grudges, but someone wanted to move you, and I accepted someone else's affection, so you can only consider yourself unlucky."
When Lin Haofeng heard this, he said, "I know. ”
"You know?" When the cold man heard Lin Haofeng's words, he was slightly startled.
"It was Zhao Wuying who found you, right?" Lin Haofeng said with a smile.
"You guessed it, but it still doesn't change the outcome of the matter." The cold man shook his head, and there was a trace of pity in his heart.
"I'm a little curious about you, but unfortunately we weren't destined to be friends."
"When you say this, I think it's ridiculous, it's really boring."
"Hehe, I think so, let me introduce myself, my name is Liu Yishui, and the brothers on the road call me Brother Shui." Liu Yishui's cold face that had not changed for thousands of years showed a smile for the first time, but it was a rich coldness.
"Brother Shui? Well, I won't introduce myself, I guess you already know my details very well, otherwise you wouldn't have met here. Lin Haofeng sneered and said.
"You're really interesting, I'd love to have a drink with you, it's a pity." Liu Yishui shook his head and expressed great regret.
"After tonight, it's still okay, it's rare that you can make me interested, and there are not many people who can drink with me." Lin Haofeng smiled.
"That's what I want to say."
"Then we'll talk about it after the fight."
"Okay."
"By the way, how did Zhao Wuying let you teach me?"
Liu Yishui was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then his expression was a little unnatural, but he still said: "He wants you to have one arm and one leg." ”
"Hehe, it's not bad, half of it is left."
Lin Haofeng smiled, but this smile was full of murderous intent and disdain in Liu Yishui's eyes, which made him very moved, and he seemed to feel that tonight's action was a mistake, and it might even fail.
"Come on, it's not so easy to want me to have one arm and one leg." Lin Haofeng sneered, took off his coat, threw it aside, clenched his fists tightly, and made a crisp sound.
"Hey." Liu Yishui sighed secretly, and then his face instantly became cold, he is a person who has a clear distinction between public and private, since he promised others, then he must do it, otherwise, on this road, what kind of face does he have to make others willingly call him Brother Shui?
"Up!" Liu Yishui snorted coldly, and people from all over the world rushed in an instant, and they all pulled out the machetes in their arms, and the silver blades were filled with a chilling aura, and they couldn't help but want to shiver.
"Haha, it's good to come and witness my achievements over the past few days." Lin Haofeng laughed, the internal qi in his body was running wildly, his fists were clenched, the internal qi was poured into his fists, and his bones sounded like a crisp sound like fried beans.
"Drink!"
Lin Haofeng shouted, swung his fist to meet the enemy, his feet were as slow as the wind, he moved quickly, carefully dodging the oncoming blade, although his Yuan Body Technique was small, but he was not confident that he could resist such a sharp blade, the pain was small, the bleeding was big, in case of carelessness, it was life-threatening.
A fist smashed on a person's right arm, and the person suddenly let out a terrible scream of pain, and the machete in his hand flew down immediately, but he didn't retreat, but with his other hand, Lin Haofeng stretched out, and actually wanted to hold him in his arms.
Lin Haofeng's heart froze, he snorted coldly, immediately twisted his body, dodged sideways, and then kicked his right leg backwards violently, and a figure immediately flew out upside down, instantly overwhelming several people behind him.
The right leg didn't have time to retract, the left foot slammed on the ground, the body jumped instantly, and the left foot kicked a person's head in the air again.
The first battle was a big victory, Lin Haofeng was full of energy, his fists were waved, his legs were kicked and kicked, and in just a few dozen breaths, he had already lost his combat effectiveness.
Although these five or six people seem insignificant compared to hundreds of people, they lose face when they first look at them, and Liu Yishui's heart is also annoyed, and more shocked.
The hundred or so people he brought, although they are not ten percent elite, but they are also good hands, all of them have been baptized by blood many times, but they didn't expect Lin Haofeng's skills to be so sharp, and five or six people lost their combat effectiveness with a single look, such an enemy cannot be said to be terrible.
"Brother Shui, it seems that these brothers of yours are not skilled." Lin Haofeng wandered among the shadows, so many people couldn't touch Lin Haofeng's body, and they dared to say such arrogant words, which made Liu Yishui's thugs suddenly angry and slashed angrily.
Lin Haofeng laughed and had an arrogant attitude, as if he was playing with them, but in the crowd, there was a gaze that kept staring at Lin Haofeng, although he also rushed forward with the others, but he did not approach Lin Haofeng, his eyes flashed, staring closely at Lin Haofeng's movements.
A punch smashed into a person's stomach, and immediately caused a mouthful of blood to spurt out wildly, which happened to spray on Lin Haofeng's snow-white shirt, which looked extremely dazzling.
Reflexively another punch, a person covered his face and fell to the ground with a wail, watching more and more brothers lose their combat effectiveness, and Lin Haofeng was still as fierce as a tiger, Liu Yishui's heart was also slowly fluctuating, although he had encountered a lot of ruthless people, but it was the first time he had encountered such a fierce ruthless person, even if it was a madman, a poisonous snake, or even a blood wolf, there was no madness and arrogance of Lin Haofeng, it was completely arrogant, and it seemed to be a temperament contained in his bones.
Lin Haofeng kicked a person, and a knife suddenly appeared behind him, and he couldn't dodge, and a bloody mouth instantly appeared on Lin Haofeng's back, and the hot blood instantly stained his shirt red.